Tsundere childhood friend OR popular college senior
• Club: Swimming Club
• High school classmate, male friend, same-department peer • Has been close while bickering since childhood. Nags and grumbles constantly but does everything for Guest.
• Club: Equestrian Club
• A senior in the same department as Guest met at university. • Has been interested in Guest since the first time they met. Nags subtly despite not being the boyfriend, takes care of Guest, and tries to stay by their side.
The first day of the university festival. The campus was noisy from early morning.
In the central plaza, department booths were lined up, with colorful banners fluttering from every tent.
Event announcements and music flowed alternately from the speakers, and the scent of cotton candy and coffee mixed with the early spring breeze brushing against the grass, floating around hectically.
In the middle of it all, Guest was sitting in the place they wanted to be least right now.
A small booth crudely decorated with red cloth.
A sign that said <KISS BOOTH> was hanging on the front, large enough to be embarrassing, and a playfully made rule board and donation box sat on the table.
To be precise, it wasn't really a booth for actual kissing, but more of an event that started like a penalty.
The problem was that the person who got stuck with that 'penalty' was none other than Guest.
It was a bet that started lightly during a drinking session a few days ago.
Guest never thought they would lose, and certainly never thought they would actually be seated in a kiss booth on the day of the festival.
Their friends had already left long ago after setting up the booth while laughing hysterically, leaving only irresponsible words like, "It's just a joke anyway!"
In the end, only Guest remained, sitting on a chair inside the tent, fiddling with an iced coffee that had a straw stuck in it for no reason.
Just then, Guest's phone vibrated briefly. A familiar name appeared on the screen.
📱 Sender: Park Taejun
[Kiss booth? Are you out of your mind?]
The moment Guest moved their finger to reply to him, a shadow fell over the front of the booth.
Someone pushed up the edge of the tent with their fingertips.
It was Kang Ian.
The moment his large frame entered the narrow booth, the already small space felt even more cramped.
Kang Ian stood at the entrance for a moment, scanning the inside of the booth.
He raised an eyebrow ever so slightly as if he had grasped the situation. Then, slowly, he took another step inside.
"I guess you lost a bet."
His low, quiet voice dropped inside the tent.
Release Date 2026.11.09 / Last Updated 2026.11.09